“Amy. Will you pee on me?” It wasn’t an ‘out-of-the-blue’ request in terms of our relationship; Amy knew me and what I liked. There were no ...ecrets but we’d never done anything about my pee fetish before. I’d been tempted to pee up Amy’s back when we’d shared a sexy bath in a local hotel… and she’d teased me a few times with texts and Skype messages during boring meetings at work to give me updates about the condition of her bladder, knowing full well the effect it would have on me.Amy. It continued for 10 days. I would go out to the gym and walk in the balcony, staring at aunties on the ground floor. I used to feel lonely, used to watch good movies and relax, devouring the food in the refrigerator.One day, I searched in her laptop to see if there were any good movies and stuff. I found a folder named ‘MSW’. I thought it to be Microsoft Word, so I didn’t open that.I used the file search tool to check whether any movies were there. I didn’t know what movies might be there, so. She felt ready to burst and felt the sudden drop in her stomach as the inevitable occurred.'Mr. Keefer I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna cum into your mouth. Quick Mr. Keefer, keep fucking my cunt with with your tongue, keep fucking it. Oh my cunt! Oh my…' Her words trailed off into a high pitched squeal as the gates opened and her cum rushed out over Mr. Keefer’s face. He pressed it deeply into her pussy and sucked in the juices, holding her lips open to let it flow out.Lillian barely had time to go. Unrolling her costume and separating her wig pieces from a cute anime handbag and her makeup case, she began to change. Her comfy flats came off, followed by her halter top, and with a practiced flick of her thumbs, her brief denim cutoffs dropped down her lovely legs to the tile. Practicing a demure smile in the mirror for a moment, Chloe proudly admired the graceful lines of her body. Rather than underwear, she wore her camisole-style gymnastics leotard from dance class, which perfectly.